Well, I've been reading these forums for a couple of weeks now, so I figured I may as well make an account. A few things about myself. I am 18, just finished my first year of college and am a recovered/ing addict. At 14 years old, as a freshman in high school, I went through some pretty tough times, don't get me wrong, school was always easy for me and I always had lots of friends, but one day, near the beginning of that year, I took a vicodin for pain, (I was about 95 pounds btw) and I liked it.. I REALLY liked it.
I had always been a straight A student throughout school, but I began taking vicodin and other drugs from the medicine cabinet and mixing them at school, experimentation brought on via boredom. I remained an A/B student that year, (somehow), but for a few months 4/5 not really sure, I was on vicodin just about every day. I mixed it with butalbital (which I've learned on the forums in the last couple of weeks is one of the last remaining barbiturates(?)), tussionex (more hydrocodone) and some other pink pain pill (I dont remember what that one was).
Anyways, as I said, I was on some combination of the three almost every day (or at least almost every school day) for around 4 months until one day I found these tiny little pills called alprazolam in the medicine cabinet. Well, that was the day that my world changed. First, I took a vicodin, then I took some tussionex (this was on friday evening, one of the few times I took anything at home), and then I took two Xanax. Well after that combination I felt amazing, I couldnt believe such small (.5 mg) pills made me feel so good, so naturally I decided to take a few more.
I ended up taking 5 Xanax (2.5 mg) that day as my first experience with benzodiazepines along with vicodin and tussionex. Needless to say, I went up to my room, put on a movie and fell asleep within about 5-10 minutes, for a long time, (about 20 hours I think, although I think it could have been forever if I hadn't been lucky). The next day, I woke up, still very messed up. We had a family gathering over at my grandmother's house that day and I took two more Xanax before I went, along with some tussionex and had a lot of fun, but it wasnt hard for them to tell something was up. I told my older cousin what I did and she told my mom.
That made for a couple of very hard, but very necessary weeks, luckily I had a family and a support system who cared about me, or I may not have made it out alive. I was at a dark point then however, and I really laughed off the whole situation for quite a while, I realized how close to death I had come, but I was so messed up at the time, that it didnt really register with me. Luckily, as I said, I had a support system around me and (for lack of a better term) eventually grew out of that phase of my life.
I graduated high school with a 3.9 gpa when I could have easily been caught doing drugs my freshman year and expelled and at 18 I am in college and working on building a solid future for myself. There have been mishaps along the way, short relapses and me taking and doing whatever I could to get high on a few bad days, but for the most part, I am completely sober (hell, I don't even like caffeine). I still get cravings for that feeling and I still get that crazy feeling of excitement and release when I take something (be it codeine syrup or just benadryl (obviously not so much for that one, lol), but I would consider myself recovered, to a pretty high extent.
My addiction never escalated into the REALLY hard drugs or the things that kill a lot of people, but I was right at deaths door for a period of time there and am very glad I survived it. I discovered bluelight a couple of weeks ago and have really enjoyed what I've seen so far, this seems to be a really great community for the most part. I can't promise that I'll do a lot of posting, because I'm not an expert on many of the drugs that come up on here, but I really enjoy reading people's stories and the advice they are given. And with that longwinded introduction, Hi bluelight, I am Petey93.
I had always been a straight A student throughout school, but I began taking vicodin and other drugs from the medicine cabinet and mixing them at school, experimentation brought on via boredom. I remained an A/B student that year, (somehow), but for a few months 4/5 not really sure, I was on vicodin just about every day. I mixed it with butalbital (which I've learned on the forums in the last couple of weeks is one of the last remaining barbiturates(?)), tussionex (more hydrocodone) and some other pink pain pill (I dont remember what that one was).
Anyways, as I said, I was on some combination of the three almost every day (or at least almost every school day) for around 4 months until one day I found these tiny little pills called alprazolam in the medicine cabinet. Well, that was the day that my world changed. First, I took a vicodin, then I took some tussionex (this was on friday evening, one of the few times I took anything at home), and then I took two Xanax. Well after that combination I felt amazing, I couldnt believe such small (.5 mg) pills made me feel so good, so naturally I decided to take a few more.
I ended up taking 5 Xanax (2.5 mg) that day as my first experience with benzodiazepines along with vicodin and tussionex. Needless to say, I went up to my room, put on a movie and fell asleep within about 5-10 minutes, for a long time, (about 20 hours I think, although I think it could have been forever if I hadn't been lucky). The next day, I woke up, still very messed up. We had a family gathering over at my grandmother's house that day and I took two more Xanax before I went, along with some tussionex and had a lot of fun, but it wasnt hard for them to tell something was up. I told my older cousin what I did and she told my mom.
That made for a couple of very hard, but very necessary weeks, luckily I had a family and a support system who cared about me, or I may not have made it out alive. I was at a dark point then however, and I really laughed off the whole situation for quite a while, I realized how close to death I had come, but I was so messed up at the time, that it didnt really register with me. Luckily, as I said, I had a support system around me and (for lack of a better term) eventually grew out of that phase of my life.
I graduated high school with a 3.9 gpa when I could have easily been caught doing drugs my freshman year and expelled and at 18 I am in college and working on building a solid future for myself. There have been mishaps along the way, short relapses and me taking and doing whatever I could to get high on a few bad days, but for the most part, I am completely sober (hell, I don't even like caffeine). I still get cravings for that feeling and I still get that crazy feeling of excitement and release when I take something (be it codeine syrup or just benadryl (obviously not so much for that one, lol), but I would consider myself recovered, to a pretty high extent.
My addiction never escalated into the REALLY hard drugs or the things that kill a lot of people, but I was right at deaths door for a period of time there and am very glad I survived it. I discovered bluelight a couple of weeks ago and have really enjoyed what I've seen so far, this seems to be a really great community for the most part. I can't promise that I'll do a lot of posting, because I'm not an expert on many of the drugs that come up on here, but I really enjoy reading people's stories and the advice they are given. And with that longwinded introduction, Hi bluelight, I am Petey93.
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